Ain’t Nothing but a Quarter Life Crisis

Today, I turn 25. Lol wow, just typing that is sending my anxiety through the roof. Not gonna lie, this has been the first birthday ever that I didn’t want to come. I love my birthday – attention on me?! Yes, please! But, within the past month, I’ve been doing nothing but dreading and fearing the 29th as it slowly creeped up on me. And … Continue reading Ain’t Nothing but a Quarter Life Crisis

2018

2018, A Poem By: Briana Carlesimo My worth is not dependent On the boobs across my chest. You cannot base my money On my kitten heels and dress. You cannot interrupt me Just because you have a thought. I know this might sound crazy, But my silence can’t be bought. I do not march for exercise As per your last request. And when my kid … Continue reading 2018